College Boy: Hanung And Wati

Fried Rice

I don't know what's inside me, to the point that I'm this dear to my own boyfriend. Maybe because I got karma? Because the fit is still single I often really ngeledekin Yohan who too memgebucinin Rinjani, abisnya how ya. Wiggling Yohan who was told to say 'Relax, Rin. I've always been there for you' same 'Rin, here the way deket me aja, later if you fall I can immediately nangkep you' and 'Rin, 'Rin, if you want anything to say yes to me, then I will buy what you want. Including selling my kidney.'

And there are many more kebucinannya Yohan that make me sebel and amused himself, before that because he became not exciting if taught to brawl in the game world, if the gelinya because he meme-menyeing very. Anyway, if dyingetin how bucinnya Yohan used to make me want to open a class course eliminate the blockage.

However, since I have a girlfriend, my purity is not much different from Yohan. The only difference is Yohan will show her purity blatantly if I am exactly the opposite.

Now I'm again focusing on the task of Mr. Sobri on the laptop, continue when my eyes focus on the screen and hands busy typing, continue, hp that I deliberately put on top of the book next to the laptop screen on and that sign there is a notification coming in.

Because I'm a typical person who is curious directly I just hand jiggerin to make a look at the incoming notification, it turns out oh it turns out I dapet chat from Wati which contents him again at home alone, alone, ornya again returned home, his brother has not returned to work, continue in the complex of his house that again there is an electrical repair that automatically his house becomes dark. Tau nih I, he sent chat kayak so definitely asked to be won because he was a coward.

Actually, my job is still a lot that has not been done even though the deadline is two days away, but for the sake of the girlfriend who needs help I went straight to her house but before that I matainin same laptop spray perfume a lot of perfume because I have not yet perfect bath ehehe, ehehe, if I take a shower first fear Wati wait later.

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"Old, come." Wati nagged when I just arrived in front of his house, he again sat on the porch chair and continued to slip his hands in front of his chest, this is also if the watchful of the Wati kayak mother who is ready to want to anger her son because the child is often maen in the comberan.

"So I bought a martabak first in front," said I while pointing clear plastic contents martabak that I put on the right handlebar motorbike.

"Jude, sit down."

According to the order of the queen I set foot towards the empty seat continued naro martabak on the table next to my seat the same Wati, so the table position in the middle.

I cleared my throat while glancing at him who was playing in the phone, "Ekhem. I didn't drink this?"

"Take it yourself." Wati said absolutely not glued towards me, his attention is still focused the same hpnya. I kept rolling eyes. Gini nih, if you have a boyfriend and his innate coward wants me to ketek mulu.

"Yeeeeeh, basic. Guests are even being diced?" I quipped, "should have if there are guests in the greet well, hejaikin chat continues to be asked what to drink, what to eat. Immediately ready for food," my chatter and do not care about the expression of Wati who wants to nampol me.

"Don't diem-dieman like this. Later if the guest kesel dicuekin can-can your house burned, you want to emang?"

Wati grunts continue to look at me before. "Bawel, you're so human! Take it yourself anyway! Take it your own home. It's so dark in Dalem."

"Can you use a candle or a flashlight?"

"No, I'm afraid to go in alone."

"Gue temenin."

Wati sempet diem briefly because of my offer, but not long later he immediately ggegelengin his head. "No ah, you'll even know me again."

"Don't you? Are your thoughts so bad?" I sewot, yajelas dong. When I wanted to help him, uh he was even bad at first.

"Well, your face is serem."

Goddamnit! Very indiscriminate when I say, my face is said serem, lucky girlfriend. Try it if not. I entered the bird cage.

"Gue aus here, seriously. Let's say I fainted because of lack of fluids. You're giving me artificial breath, huh?"

I'm the original talk is due to thirst, make Wati glare and keep his gaze he diverted in the other direction, although it was dark here I could see the help of Sailormoon's moonlight if it had been before looking the other way, he took a thin smile.

"Don't you? What the hell, not so obvious!" Wati is still down and he's sewot, Hahaha. It turns out that Indira Raisawati's sister covered her salting with my sewotin.

"Take me drink dong" I said while rubbing his cheeks that made him look at me.

"Later with brother nasgor."

"Huh?"

"Gue again waited for the fried rice man who passed by. Well, you'll have a drink with your brother."

"Huh?"

"Lo don't need most 'Hah', 'Hoh', 'Hah', 'Hoh' here there is no darkness."

"Huh?"

"Once again you say 'Hah' lo mouth I sumpel use kidney stone."

Okay, I'm diem and I'm not going to say 'Hah', 'Hih', or 'Hoh' for the umpteenth time. We kept each other in the diem for a few minutes until I finally glanced towards him continuing to turn to the brown martabak beans that I bought have not been touched at all.

"Btw, I brought martabak to eat you know not to be taken."

Instantly his eyes wailed towards martabak, he immediately opened the martabak wrap and took a piece of chocolate martabak nuts. "Look at this. I eat."

So cool to watch him eat martabak, I almost jumped behind the rock the Wati stood up from his seat while breaking the table that he did not know what he was doing on purpose. But obviously I was surprised, in addition to breaking the table he nyetopin nasgor pake shouted, thought the brother nasgor ears in sumpel cloth sarong time yes.

"Abang, I bought two fried rice huh. The one who cares the one who doesn't."

I can still hear Wati's words, even though she is standing on the deck of the nasgor. I can be horrified because there are two factors whose first voice he is fast and another because the housing complex is quiet.

"Ready, Neng."

"Don't wrap it up, Bang. I minjem the plate for a minute."

"Yes, Neng."

"Okay, thank you. Bang."

The brother nodded and kept Wati behind his body and stepped forward to sit in his chair again.

"Woi, when's your brother coming home?" I asked Wati to lift her shoulders, which was a sign she did not know. By the way his brother Wati was already working and until now has not returned home, if his parents again returned home to Malang because his grandmother Wati from the bokap again sick.

"Gue doesn't know, Nung. Chat I'm not in bales yet, what time is it?"

"It's still half-nine" I replied as I turned back briefly to watch the clock.

"Lo want to go back, Nung? Later ajatin wait until my brother comes home or until the electricity is on again," he said while masang face melas.

Seriously, I have no intention to go back to the cost before his brother came home, you know the Wati guy was really timid and I was just his brother when he came home, already that's all.

"Dan, Maemunah. Who wants to go back? I haven't eaten the fried rice."

"Ck, what mulu lo food to think about."

Diem-diem I laugh, do not know why squirm Wati sewot even look funny. "Why? No likes? Do you want to think too?"

"Sorry, no interest."

"Ok, I'm back."

"Eh, don't dong! The time is crashing? Who am I going to be?"

"Neighbor's cat."

"Hehehe, yes, I asked. Maap ya Hanung 'Ganteng' Binsetya."

"Selow, as a good employer. I'm gonna maapin."

Wati natap I tajem while I julurin tongue whose sign again ngedelekin him, not long later Abang nasgor dateng while bringing two dishes of freshly cooked fried rice.

"That doesn't matter, which one. Bang?" ask me when the new brother naro two dishes nasgor on the table.

"The plate is brown" he replied, pointing at the brown plate next to me.

"OKAY. Thanks, Bang."

"Yes." Yeah."

Do not need a lot of stale bases I same Wati directly eat it nasgor who is still anget and do not expect me the same Wati will bribe-bribery, eight-eight, and, or the friendly gaze of the soap opera that dayangnya abis magrib. There I am the same he is contemptible, no romantic at all, serious dah.

In fact yes, he I ledekin gini 'lo if you eat a real napah, already big kok still belepotan.' he even bergebales kayak gini 'what is the difference between you? You eat like a possessed man.' Bacod is just that.

While eating I was looking at the nasgor brothers, from that brother nengokin head to the left right mulu.

Sometimes also for me to observe the brother steal a look at his home Wati. And as soon as the suspicion began to arise in me, I suspect that maybe the brother is not a real fried rice but the intel is disguised. I think I should find a walkie talkie for sale.

Wkwkwk, kidding. Sia Abang emang actually selling nasgor kok not intel, because I often see the brother sangkal on the side of the road deket photocopier subscriptions me.

"Corn, Eneng. Eat it not for long. You see I want to continue around again," said the brother make me the same Wati who was talking gibahin people so stopped, so stopped, yes naturally his brother protested because it was thirty minutes more I was the same Wati eating no kelar-kelar.

"Eh, yes. Bang. Yes, it's a little bit too big." Wati replied to keep rubbing my arm for cepet abisin nasgornya.

I know another alesan the brother in addition to want to ngiter again, the alesannya it may be because the brother sirik yes because I am the same Wati sitting in a place that continues to chat with each other even though the chatter is not useful, but the chatter is not useful, while the brother Nasgor sitting alone on a plastic bench he brought with him was cemented by mosquitoes as well as stealth frogs whose voices are there, but their forms do not exist.